LYRIC FOR SALE

By Layedout17

Verse 1
I often wonder if you look
At the things I bought you once.
That old hoodie hanging by the door,
Or the coffee cup collecting dust.
Does my shadow still live in your room,
Like a picture you forgot to frame?
Or did you pack me in a cardboard box
Right beside my name?
Pre-Chorus
'Cause I'm still here
Holding yesterday.
Trying to fix
What time erased.
Chorus
Do you ever look at the little things,
And hear my voice inside your head?
Does that necklace catch the morning light,
And pull you back to what we had?
Or am I just another chapter
You don't ever care to read?
'Cause every little thing I gave
Still gives you back to me.
Verse 2
I still drive by your old street slow,
Like maybe fate forgot our end.
The mailbox knows my silent prayers,
The porch still feels like home in my head.
Funny how a memory can weigh
More than anything I own.
You moved on carrying nothing,
I carried us alone.
Bridge
Love's a house with empty rooms,
Echoes never learned to leave.
I keep finding pieces of you
Hidden in the sleeves of me.
If hearts could file restraining orders,
Mine would've called your name.
Instead it lets your ghost move in,
And pays the rent with pain.
Final Chorus
Do you ever look at the little things,
And wonder where I am tonight?
Or did you throw away the pieces
That reminded you of mine?
I hope one day that old coffee cup
Falls into your hands by chance.
And for one heartbeat, just one breath...
You remember our last dance.
I often wonder if you look
At the things I bought you...
And if they still remember me,
Even if you don't.